I am a pickle dog I am half pickle Nd have dog 2 yrs old in pickle dog years I can be a pickle or a dog I liv in my pickle dog house I am also a pink unicorn named bobo wen I get mad The end
-I pull my right glove off staring at my palm grimly. Etched into my skins is a mark, the symbol God had given me as an angel. The symbol indicated my duty, a skull. The symbol of death. I speak softly staring at my palm- "Why must I be the one who has to end people's lives? To destroy families? Ruin love? All because it's that persons time to go."
-I gently lift her so shes in my lap. I wrap my arms around her smiling.- "Whatever you want and it's yours."